First Forsythia

endured the sudden burst of

cold and continued

smiling. Though it may grow cold,

we can learn to smile too.

                                                                       JDG

Sudden Spring storm clears

the air, washes away night’s

residue, lets earth

soak in blessings from above –

sacred sacrament of Spring.

                                                                                    JDG

Searching for answers

before the question is clear –

a time-honored but

questionable approach that

often launches sudden posts.

                                                                             JDG

Tried and untrue – What

is it that makes me think that

repetition will

make what was first false become –

somehow – magically true?

                                                                       JDG

When turkeys returned

to the hill,  (no, I don’t mean

Congress)  I knew green

(no, I don’t mean corporate

cash) would soon color the scene.

                                                                                                JDG

When the big questions

seem to be without answers,

I turn to the small, 

like how can I be of help

and what do I really need.

                                                                            JDG

The snow that landed

so delicately on trees

now falls in clumps. Is

there a lesson here or just

a longing for allegory?

                                                                              JDG

When you want to be

both invisible and seen,

you write poetry

and post it to your blog where

it may or may not be read.

                                                                                        JDG

Sunny day, cloudless

sky lure us out. Bitter cold,

biting wind send us

in.  Should we leave or should we

stay – life’s questions posed today.

                                                                                                    JDG